Once Upon a Breeze As for the
I
am
here
—
will not be long
I
winds that come are very strong.
Once they were warm,
gentle,
and sweet.
They flourished over me in a
wonderful time long and yet
They change
like this every year.
Nourishment they offer but
now
I
at first
feel death is near.
They gave me food, and now But and
my Do
is this
thirst.
now my end now made brief?
not worry
Those
My
I
stay here
Only think of me
And some
brief.
that
as
my
friend.
you see others
may
fly by.
skitter past.
that fall majestically
from the
sky.
spot will only be stolen as by another thief.
For time
is
nigh, and
I
am
by Mike Fraser
26
but a leaf.
